Conversation between two friends.
"Helen please listen to this" says Stephanie. "Ok I am listening what is it?" Stephanie continues.
"The energy I am feeling is so powerful. It is an overall, overwhelming energy that has a beginning but no ending. The energy flows through my body with the major organ being the base chakra. I feel nauseated because I want to go through the barrier of life. I want to reach the other side” says Stephanie, then she continues.
“I am sick and tired of writing all these wonderful words, that continuously are getting published, without the proper meaning to life. I want to expand my horizons by reaching a higher dimension of awareness. I want to actually experience the fire my words are emanating to others. I want these words to become alive and take me in a world of reality rather than make belief.” “How can I do this? Is there someone that knows how?”
Yes Stephanie there is. Life itself can take you into this world of reality. Life can pull down the veils of illusion and make belief and still make you feel worthy of being yourself.
Your inner self can help you experience life with a wider prospective, without the perimeter of restrictions that society is inclined to put on life.
Life will help you free yourself from illusion. Become the wonderful being you are meant to be, and help you believe in yourself.
You have the potential within yourself to believe in yourself and reach for the stars.
Life wants to give you love. Life wants to be your friend. All you need do is make the commitment of achieving this kind of reality then God and life will do the rest.
I enjoy very much reading the books that you write. I love your style and I love you. All the best with your new venture, of finding out the meaning of life. All the best for your future as a writer." Concludes Helen her best friend.
This was a conversation between Stephanie and one of her friends, (Helen). It happened a long time ago. It is an example, that may be today will help someone. Thank you for reading.
Here we are sharing the work I wrote a long time ago, when the process of clearing out the accumulated "stuff" started. The books, poems and words remained in the computer, for a long time waiting to be shared with the world.